Tonalité : E minor
Intro 1
Em
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Bm
B
Em
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Em
G
Bm
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Em
G
Em
Verse 1
Em
Yeah,
B
yeah, just when you thought that I gave up
Em
I came back with my weight up,
G
Em
your boy had to save up
These niggas still got they hate up
I'm jumpin' out somethin' brand new,
B
watch the doors raise up
My roots is nappy, I tell a bitch,
"Ah naw"
Em
G
'Cause Yung Redd ride
Em
swangas on a Boss Hogg
I'm livin' proof of what
the hustle can do
And if work for me then it
might work for you
B
And they try to figure me out,
but you don't have a clue
Em
G
Just follow my lead, y'all do as I do
Em
When I was broke,
I still stunted mo' than your growth
I blow indo,
B
my whole life went up in smoke, but
Y'all don't know the trouble I been in
Em
My wheels keep spinnin',
G
Em
on the bubble I been's in
It won't stop until my casket drops
Until a nigga voice give out,
G
B
that's all it's about, what?
Verse 2
B
Em
Time to go
G
Em
When it's time to go
G
Bm
B
Em
When God calls me on home, mmm
G
Em
I'll take my bow and be gone
Clap ya hands,
clap ya hands for a hustla
Clap ya hands, clap ya hands for a hustla
B
My life
Verse 3
is like a soap opera,
it's full of drama
Em
Mama say niggas be hatin' 'cause
G
I'm pushin' a Hummer
Em
And I wonder,
why these hoes love me so much
They like the way I profile on
B
them dubs in my truck, hey
I'm too much,
you could look but don't touch
Cross me if you want,
Em
G
Em
you'll get a headrush
I'm the top prospect,
my deal more than A- Rod
The wheel gone be grilled but
B
them hoes stay fraud
Say boy, Lil' Ron, I don't play
My shit is pure right,
Em
G
Em
yours look like barkay
Forty grand a day, hey, I must be a hustla
Six bricks, dog- proof,
B
stashed in my muffler
Bad motherfucker, but a small dude
Em
I'll break ya neck like that nigga
G
Em
"Ravishing" Rick Rude
And I won't complain,
when The Lord calls me home
I'll take my bow and then be gone
Bm
Time to go
Verse 4
B
Em
G
Em
When it's time to go
G
Bm
B
Em
When God calls me on home, mmm
G
Em
I'll take my bow and be gone
Clap ya hands,
clap ya hands for a hustla
Clap ya hands, clap ya hands for a hustla
B
Now I'm a
Verse 5
two- time loser,
done seen the pen twice (huh)
G
Em
Thrice is a no go,
G
Em
I'm still sellin' snow dough
I got me two birds that my
partner pushed to me
Since I been paroled, that nigga,
G
Jay, been good to me
B
Now I tend to brag a lot so niggas label
me a showboat (uh- huh)
Em
I tell 'em, "Stick and stones'll break
G
a bone but this ain't yo' dope
Em
To tell me nothin' fly,
you ain't gave me one gram"
So what a sucker say,
G
Em
I ain'ts to give one damn
B
Now keep in mind,
Em
that I'm just 145 (right)
G
5'8", physically I'm lightweight
Em
But check the streets,
they'll say that I'm heavy and thorough (sho')
Run the gangsta, checkin' partner,
B
pull up every bureau (what?)
I helds my own, holds my own,
holds my chrome
Em
G
Plus it's clone for when it's on
Em
Now when I'm gone,
make sure they sketch in my stone
"Twisted Black,
hustle hard in the paint 'til he was gone"
Verse 6
Time to go
Em
G
Em
When it's time to go
G
B
When God calls me on home, mmm
Em
G
Em
I'll take my bow and be gone
Clap ya hands,
clap ya hands for a hustla
B
Clap ya hands, clap ya hands for a hustla
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